The archers will shoot down a good many of them, but in such numbers as they are, this will make little difference; and we must calculate that, at at least a dozen spots, they will place blazing faggots against the palisade." Abdool nodded.
"I have been telling the rajah," Harry went on, "that the men must provide themselves with long bamboos, which they can thrust through the openings in the stockade, and push the faggots away.

But even if we do so, we must calculate upon the enemy succeeding, in some places, in setting the palisades on fire." "That would be very serious; but of course we should go in behind the wall." "I do not want to do that, as long as we can possibly stay here.

I think that, when night comes, we ought to make a sortie." "But are we not too few, sahib ?" "Too few to defeat them, Abdool, but not too few to beat them up.
You see, the wind always blows, in the evening, up from the sea.

I noticed it last night.

It was quite strong.